Dicky spared few details about her imprisonment, including her momma's death. Dicky is outside and can see momma shooting up the smoke stack. "It's windy, the smoke hits my nostrils. Oh my god, this is my momma!" The next day an evil guard tries to sell Dicky her momma in a cigar box. "I have no money, where could i possibly keep the box?" Dicky died in 2001, but her sad tale is kept alive by second generation survivors.

Dicky spared few details about her imprisonment, including her momma's death. Dicky is outside and can see momma shooting up the smoke stack. "It's windy, the smoke hits my nostrils. Oh my god, this is my momma!" The next day an evil guard tries to sell Dicky her momma in a cigar box. "I have no money, where could i possibly keep the box?" Dicky died in 2001, but her sad tale is kept alive by second generation survivors.

Tricky Dicky's tale is a hard one to top, chris. So the evil ones burned only one body at a time so they could offer to sell the ashes of the deceased in a little box to the surviving family members who they also intended to kill? If you think this story is preposterous, hang on. We get to hear it for another generation. "In March 2008, Facing History and Ourselves began a campaign to recruit 'second-generation survivors' to keep their parents' stories alive as living history lessons". So far they have a group of 20 second-generation survivors telling their parents' absurd stories.

So what does the second generation hope to accomplish? After all, "we will never forget" has gotten them pretty far already. Is this new generation of indirect survivors hoping for some more blood money from Germany? Free therapy? A nose job on the house? Or maybe the descendants hope to claim they are the rightful owners of "looted art" worth millions of dollars so they can continue to menace and strip European museums and galleries of their collections of cultural treasures with more vague, remote and often bogus restitution claims?

Then maybe they could afford a burial urn like this, of course they would label it "momma":

When Chaim arrived at Auschwitz there was a guard who used his tongue to say who went to the right and who went to the left. If you went to the right, you went to work, if you went to the left you went to....

Keep an eye on this one. I suspect in a few years Joe Gottdenker will be telling us that when he was rescued he had to have lead tied to his waist to hold him down, and that a nazi wanted to gas him, but Joe threw up on him and the nazi let him go.

Sultana was born in Greece. When she was very young her family moved to the city of Salonika, where they stumbled upon economic turmoil. Her family gave Sultana away to some rich jews, but they treated poor Sultana like a maid. When the evil Nazis invaded Salonika the jews ran away! They settled with Greek Christian woman. The jews hid behind her cupboard for 3 years. Sultana almost never saw the light of day and the woman rarely fed the jews. Sultana used to sneak over to the barn to steal eggs. To hide the evidence Sultana would bury the shells in the ground.

Leon's claim to fame is that he's the youngest surviving Schindler jew. Leon remembers the constant sound of gunshots and screaming in the concentration camps during the Holocaust. He also remembers the times he unknowingly escaped death, such as one instance where he slipped out of the ghetto in Krakow, just before the evil Nazis murdered all the other jews there. Another time, when he was just 13, he convinced an imposing evil Nazi that he was to leave a camp for an enamelware factory run by Oskar Schindler. Leon was talking to students yesterday, he showed them photographs of half naked emaciated jews, and spoke of his pain.

When the evil Nazis invaded Poland in 1939, her family was forced to house three German officers, "Very nice people," Sally recalled. When an order came in 1942 that the town's jews were to show up on a given day at the train station poppa "smelled a rat". So the jews ran away! To the fields, they slept inside piles of grain and kept moving around. Then a man agreed to hide the fifteen jews in his attic for the next two years. The only light came from cracks in the walls. "I am the product of eating two years worth of beans and potatoes and not enough of them," Sally says. Three jews died during their ordeal. In 1944 when the jews were liberated they could no longer speak after living silently for years. Then the jews spent the next two and a half years wandering around Europe before coming to the USA.